Someone was flipping through photos on their phone trying to show me something work-related when four dick pics of varying angles and positions zoomed by. He eventually found the picture he was looking for and neither of us said a thing about his dick.

Humanistically? To develop our species. Contributing something to develop the human race is all that we can do, hopefully in a positive way. Share ideas, build relationships, advance technologically... Even if your job is to make a cup of coffee for each customer for eight hours each day, you're contributing to the overall economy and also that customer's life who will go on and contribute in their own way in part by using what you contributed to them.

Even hard criminals contribute by helping form and solidify social norms and opinions that will affect coming generations.

If you're asking what the meaning of ANY life is... like, why is ANYTHING here at all? Shit dude...

Depending on how you were brought up and who you were surrounded by while developing plays a big part in perception. How were you taught to identify people? Do you notice their hair first, then everything else? Maybe you initially look at facial structure instead?

This contributes to attraction too. Why are you attracted to different people than your friends? You may be attracted to a strong jaw-line while your friend doesn't care and is off-put by that same person's short hair. You've learned to identify different features with different priorities!

So yes, while everyone "looks" the same to each person (the light being reflected off a body doesn't change depending on who's looking), everyone's perception of each other is different.

As far as your perception of yourself, I do not think that it is "false" like your perception of your own voice. When you hear your voice, it is altered slightly as the sound reverberates through your skull to your inner ear and such, which is different from how the sound would travel through air to another listener. The visual image of yourself (visual light), however, is not usually altered before it hits your eye other than maybe a mirror's reflection. That is, of course, assuming the lenses in your eyes are normal.

You could go deeper though if you wanted to. You aren't able to see yourself without the interference of a mirror or a reproduction of yourself, like film. I forget exactly, but mirrors are imperfect at reflection. They do something like absorb a little bit of each color, but less so of green (or some other color), so your reflection is going to be ever-so-slightly more green than your original self. Film capture has limitations as well, such as resolution and color saturation. PLUS, the reproduction has its own limitations -- paper quality, printer quality, screen resolution, refresh rate...

If we are getting specific like that, then I suppose our visual images of ourselves "false" as well, just like how we perceive our own voices.

Don't hate me. I've never scalped before, but I had planned on buying two MM N3DSXLs - one for myself, and the other one I would scalp on eBay to pay for my own console. I brought a buddy along to purchase the second one for me and promised him a percentage of the profit.

Our Target opened at 8:00 and we arrive at 6:30. There is one other guy in line and had been there since 5:00. Soon, a girl comes up and joins the 4th position. We all become fast friends and have a good time talking Nintendo and bitching about the cold. Apparently, she has the OoT 3DS and the LBW 3DSXL already and this MM N3DSXL would complete her "Triforce" of 3DS special edition systems. I'm impressed.

Right before doors open, a few other guys come up and start hovering around the door, feigning ignorance of the line. I know what they're trying to do. An employee finally opens the door and welcomes us nervously as we all "politely" speed-walk past. I'm taking the advice of this sub and trying to not run, but I'll be damned if my passiveness costs me this sweet system and the loads of cash I'll get from the extra one.

Things seem good. Everyone is walking (fast), and the original line is intact somehow. I can feel myself breathing again. The guy 1st in line catches a glimpse of one of the door rushers jogging along a back path of the store.

That sneaky bastard.

He starts to run too. Me and my buddy have a pretty good lead on everyone else, so I decide to stay civil and continue walking so we don't excelade things. Besides, I can finally see the electronics section. We're almost there.

Two registers are open. Sneaky Bastard has position no. 1 (ugh...), and the 1st in line guy takes the second register. Me and my buddy arrive next, securing spots three and four. I overhear the sales associate announce they only had four MM 3DSs available. Excellent. The day will surely end in victory! I smile turn my face towards the ground so as to hide the tears welling up in my eyes.

Spot no. 5 goes to the girl while the rest of the door rushers catch up behind her. She looks worried and I try to swallow my empathy as I swipe my credit card. My buddy steps up to the register and asks for the last MM system. The girl steps up to the other register, where she is told that there are no more systems. Her face looks like the moon just crashed down on our world. She begins pleading her case that she was in line before Sneaky Bastard while the sales associate behind the register shakes her head apologetically. My buddy flinches as his debit card begins to make contact with reader. He knows what we're doing is wrong. I know what we're doing is wrong. He looks at me from the corner of his eye, awaiting my orders.

I struggle with myself for a second. The girl's voice lowers as she begins to realize her fate. Goddamit. I signal to him to let her have the last golden system. He beams a smile, retracts his arm from the reader mid-swipe, and gestures her towards the register. "It's all yours."

I turn away too quickly to see her face, but I do hear a sigh of relief. "Really? :D" Me and my buddy quickly leave, with the one 3DS clutched tightly across my stomach should I be jumped by one of the door rushers.

We sink into the seats and shut the car doors. Finally, I take my prize out of the bag and take a glimpse of it for the first time. The package is beautiful. This feels good. My heart is light. This feels good too. Me and my buddy chuckle about the experience and high-five. As we drive off, we pass by the girl getting into her car and wave to her. She waves back and smiles. Worth it.

Now we're home. Still haven't mustered the nerve to open the package yet, and I'm still coming down from our experience. eBay says these systems are selling for ~$400 each right now. It hurts, but I make myself feel better by telling myself how happy we were able to make that fan. Today was a good day. I'm calling it a success, and everytime I turn on this new system I'll think of this day and that girl. This memory will last longer than that extra money ever would.

tl;dr I went with a buddy to buy an extra MM 3DS to scalp, but ended up passing it to a deserving fan instead.

I watched the Nintendo Direct that announced the thing only a few hours late. By the time I had finished and checked online for preorders, everything was out of stock. Apparently, everyone was sold out within the first 30 or so minutes of the announcement. No one ever restocked preorders. I consider myself a big fan, but I just was totally unable to pre-order... so we wait in cold lines instead!

I saw that and got hyped. There had been rumors that Damon would do something with Blur again some day, so I thought he had re-released these songs as a teaser with a "new" Blur style, or with his old band or something.

So far, I haven't heard anything different in the songs though. Sigh...